Things I Sold in the Fire

I sold my Cartier watch and diamond necklace

for money to spend at the mercy of being reckless

A few Benjamin's for the lost value
of some Cleveland's paid for cheap mistakes I could not afford

Desperation in its ripest form

Soft and rotten

down to the very core

I was tender, you see

That age when all you know is within a greedy grasp

and what is held closely doesn't always last

like the closing line at the end of a fucked up yet compelling story